My apologies for all the trouble. I will not contact you again. If you have need of me or my abilities, please contact Kafka and she will pass your message on to me.
[This hurt because he'd really thought they were- friends? He sought her out specifically to find joy in her company, and to see her smile, not to hurt or to see her miserable or...
She was probably terrified of him and he blinded himself to it.]
You no longer have to placate me. You are free. Take care, Megumi, and good hunting.
[He doesn't answer her, and he's not at Gluttony, either, but the scent of the deep ocean is extremely strong, all the way to the lake, where he's looking out over the waters, unseeing. He's wearing those incredibly ornate robes again, with his hair loose. Dan Feng won't notice her approach either.]
[His tail curls around them, wrapping around one of her thighs, the fur of it just barely brushing against the apex of her legs. One warm hand hefts the weight of a breast, kneading it with the impartiality of one picking out fruit at the market.
And then: his other hand palms down her belly, a finger dipping into her, the meat of his palm rolling over her clit.]
That fluster deepens as he gropes her, her hips shifting slightly forward as the fur brushes over her flesh. She watches his hand move down again, eyes half-lidded and quickly hazing over with pleasure, stomach fluttering under his touch.
It doesn't take much to work her back up to where she was a few moments ago, honestly: his finger presses into her and she gives him a muffled, needy noise in response, squeezing around him and pressing down against it. But even without that his words do seem to be having quite the effect-- even if her expression looks more embarrassed than anything having to hear it, her ears and tail give away the intense interest. ]
[ Teasing, but leans down to his hand so he can touch her, warm and a little flushed. She does roll her eyes a bit at his complaining, and immediately goes back on her words to press down and gently kiss him anyway. This is basically being in the middle now, right.
Her hand doesn't pause its motion on Sett's head either, though, gently rubbing the base of his ear. She has two hands for a reason. ]
[Incredibly enough, she feels warmer than usual, inside, and she'll be able to see him jerk visibly when he clenches around his finger.]
So wet and hot for me. [Without warning, he fucks four fingers into her, grinding his thumb into her clit, almost leisurely; the hand on her breast rolls a nipple meanly between his thumb and forefinger.] You are not to come until I say so. You will take only what I will give you. Understand?
[ -- She jolts with a sharp yelp of surprise, unable to stop herself from grabbing Dan Feng's arm for support and dropping the clothing from her mouth. There's that same expression of deeply-confuse-but-SUPER-into-it, her ears folding and thighs trembling as she struggles to stay upright.
An ear perks at his words, and she looks up at him; she's already reduced, somewhat, to a panting mess; the stretch of his fingers was a lot, all at once, and the insistent pressure on her clit isn't exactly helping-- how is she supposed to stop herself from coming, when she can't even stop herself from leaning into his touch?
[Sett just makes a filthy little noise at that attention at the ear that- frankly started all this. There's a moment, as Val is kissing Dan Feng, that the solid pressure of being held down eases.
There's just not much time before Sett himself sinks back down on him, expression blissed out.]
[That comes out more throaty than he'd like, seeing as they're pressed chest to chest and Sett is so warm and Dan Feng is already cool to the touch, being a Vidyadhara. The expression on his face doesn't help. Dan Feng gives Val a despairing look.
So. Logically, the next thing to do here is to slide a hand around Sett's back, down into the divot of his spine, to scritch curiously at the base of his tail.]
[ She huffs a laugh, and pauses on the ear-petting for a moment to turn enough to kiss his head. But mostly so she can scooch herself back into bed properly with them, tucking herself in against Dan Feng's side and under one of Sett's arms. She reaches back up to keep petting him again, head against Danny's shoulder. ]
[He folds fingers over her nape, and guides her down, to lean her forehead against his collarbone, leaving her no leverage to squirm away from his hand.
This is because the fingers in her cunt curl to press against the walls of it, close to her navel, as his thumb starts to move in quick, maddening circles. He takes one of her ears between his teeth, sharp, dangerous sensation; Dan Feng wants her to beg, wants to see if she would start to cry.]
[ She lets him lead her, too eager by half at the praise, and sort of-- mindlessly mouths at his neck simply because it's there. It doesn't last long, though; she's focused once more on the ache of his fingers pressed deep and tight into it, holding her in place. Her own fingers clench, digging into his arm, her other hand finding purchase in his shoulder in some form of grounding herself because, frankly, the moment he really starts going she almost loses the strength in her legs entirely.
She cries out against his neck, hips jerking into his unrelenting movements in quick, shuddering motions-- and the teeth on her ear don't help, an already sensitive area made moreso by the intensity of the tea's effects driving electric pleasure straight down to her cunt. She clenches tight around him, already obviously close, tail curled and taut and panting sharply against his skin. ]
[Sure they're SAYING things but Sett is absolutely not listening. There's the petting and the kiss and it doesn't matter if it's Dan Feng's or Valencia's fingers drawing those electric little shudders down his spine from his tail-
But it IS Dan Feng that he grinds down against, growling.
And the one he kisses, a little blind and hungry, before he can actually answer Val.]
[Dan Feng murmurs directly in her ear, and unfortunately for her, has stamina in spades. His rhythm is merciless, tail jerking her knee out further, so more of her weight pushes down on his hand. He doesn't bite off the groan at taking more of her warmth, the sensation spiking up his arm.]
[Dan Feng makes an indignant sound into Sett's mouth - apparently actions have consequences, who knew - before tilting his head into the kiss, hand sliding upwards to fist in his hair.
Dan Feng kisses him like it's a fight: all teeth and fangs clacking, forked tongue pushing against his - longer than a human's - he might nip a lip, or tongue, and when he breaks for air, he growls.]
I can taste you in his mouth. [He mutters, at Val, sounding like he has no idea what to make of this.]
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